I was just about to eat when I got this text, "Nah . . . I have time . . . Just not interested today."
I have time to talk to you about your wounded heart and your hurt feelings. I have time to explain myself to you, I have time to tell you how I feel hurt or angry or dissapointed. Yeah, I have time, I'm just not interested in talking to you about it today. Maybe tomorrow when I can deny I ever had a feeling, when I can rationalize it all. Maybe tomorrow or the next day when I am really bored, maybe then it will be more interesting to me.
I understand, and I wasn't really hungry anyway. It's not important enough for your time I guess. I just wrote and called and texted and left a message. Over kill? I guess I'm just too interested.
Job 33:28
Sunday, May 18, 2008
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